Taco Is Growing Up

My grandson, Taco, is turning 7 on Saturday. I debated about writing a tribute to him on that day to wish him a Happy Birthday, but then I decided that maybe I would just sneak it in a few days early. Being the grandma, I don’t really know his birth story. I know there are lots of people out there who have the entire extended family in the room with them when their babies are born, but we have discouraged that in our family. I’m a pretty firm believer that only the mom and dad should be in the room when a new little one is born. It should be a special time of bonding for the parents… there’s plenty of time for siblings and grandparents later. OK, now I’m getting off my soapbox.

Bossy and my SIL were pregnant at the same time, Bossy with her first, and my SIL with her third. My SIL had two boys at home and she was so excited when they pronounced this third child to be a girl. Bossy was due the first part of December and my SIL was due in January. But one day in mid-November, for no apparent reason, my SIL stopped feeling movement. She checked in at the hospital and her worst fears were confirmed. The little one she had carried for about seven months had no heartbeat.

They began the induction process and after many hours, they went for the C-section. We were invited to her hospital room to say hello and goodbye. I had never experienced anything so heart-wrenching. She allowed each of us to hold her precious daughter and feel of that sweet spirit before she was laid to rest.

Bossy did not come to the hospital. We worried that her extremely pregnant body might remind my SIL of what might have been. But we couldn’t do anything about the fact that a few days later, Bossy went into labor and our sweet little Taco was born.

In spite of the cloud of sadness surrounding his birth, he has always been a bright, happy boy. His preschool days were filled with doctors and hospitals because of a seizure disorder. (Maybe I can get Bossy to do a guest blog on that later in the week.) But for now, I hope you like all these fun pics Teach found. I’m sure Bossy has more and if it weren’t almost 2:00 AM, I’d call her and ask her to throw them in. Happy Birthday, Taco! I can’t believe you’ve grown up so fast.